bid chronicles

As some of you may or may not know, by the time I write this, there have been reports of over hundred small homemade bombs that went off in over a dozen cities in Bangladesh. The only things that come to mind other than the obvious at this point, is why in a country this size, people are just soo busy fighting over each others rights and not try to unite and make better use of this fertile land.

I had some concepts on this idea. Previously, I wanted to wait and get something nice and proper written before I publish it to the world, but todays events have led me to draft the idea going thru my head. Think of all the good things that has happened in Bangladesh and think of all the bad things that happen in Bangladesh. Despite the progress we have been making certain parts of our country has been in some sort of a stand-still situation.

We’ve improved our literacy rate, but then no matter how talented you are, you don’t get a job unless you know someone in the industry. We provided the motivation to study to work their way out of their misery, yet without monetary power or socila connections, one can only go so far in the country. Basically, we are still in the rich people gets richer situation.

We’ve brought forth different cooking techniques and cusines from around the globe, and yet we use rotten veggies, dead chicken and pre-used oil at our resturants. Other than the fact that they are making shit loads of money cheating people, have they no worry for common health? I mean, isn’t the owner of the resturant someday going to eat at another resturant where they are following similar practices?

I say ladies and gentlemen, that this is yet another method of natural selection. With the increasing population in this country there has to be some natural way to dispose of some people to make room for the rest. Since hte advance of medical science have prolonged the average life of a Bangladeshi, why not use treachery to control what medicine didn’t allow? Think about it. People at parts of the country might not be dying out of starvation or sickness as much any more, but how many people are getting sick by simple eating out. Or how many people are getting blown up by these stupid bombers? Or many people is giving up hope becuz the wrost guy in his school has a better job he does becuz of money and connections?

Where are we going from here?

So I was supposed to go get my visa stuff finalized today, but I got this lovely call from Little America. This sweet lady from there told me that I didn’t even need to bother going there today. She suggested that I go there on the 15th as they originally planned. I explained the sweet lady about that little problem about my flight being on the 13th morning and that I probably need to get everything sorted before that. That’s when she gave me the lovely news.

There is no way they can help me out. If I am lucky and my security part of the process gets done before the 13th, she will be kind enough to let me know. But other than that, nothing. She can’t so crap. Yes, ladies and gents, she can’t help me at all. Why is it taking this long?

Well it usually takes anywhere from 2 to 6 weeks. And that’s why I sent all my paperwork even before I left for the big D. They forgot to mention to me that, it won’t help me much with the security stuff. Why? Becuz, they didn’t start the process until I visited them on the 1st of August. Yup. So I am passport-less, document-less and visa-less.

Suck.

As some of you might know, I have been visiting relatives this summer back in Bangladesh. The trip started off brilliantly. So much have changed. So many things to see. So many new places to go. So many new faces. The first few days was catch up, it various respects. Then there was the tour to little America (a.k.a the American Embassy).

Things have been going on smoothly until the last 24 hours, when things took some weird and unexpected turns. Yes I meant turns and not a simgular turn. My cousins, including my aunt and uncle, came over to Bangladesh this year to attend a marriage. Tons of fun and entertainment awaits them. And so did something that they couldn’t even fathom. Towards the end of the day yesterday, what happened would taint them forever.

You see, they were travelling in two cars, and they needed to get some shopping done before they came over to our place at the end of the day. So they were moving around with a chunk of their luggage. In that luggage was a bag. A fifteen kilogram weighing bag. That contained a bunch of gifts, some clothes, makeup, facial stuff and about 30 grand worth of gold jewelery. No, that didn’t get stolen.

Ladies and gentlemen, they forgot to take it out of the cab they were going around in. They had a private car, but that particular bag was in the other car, which was a cab. A yellow cab. Whose driver’s name was Abul Kalam Azad. And that’s all we know.